Disclaimer: I do not own the character mentioned with in the following Fan Fiction, they are the property of J.K Rowlling. I'm just borrowing them for a bit.
Fleur let out a sigh and snuggled closer to the brunette who's lap she was sitting in. "Are you all right?" She asked holding her tighter.
"Just zinking." She replied taking a deep breath to memorize the other woman's scent.
"Oh, mind my asking about what you're thinking about?" The person whispered shifting on the tree branch that she was sitting on.
"Nothing really. Now zat I zink about it, I was just basking in ze varm and comfortable feelings 'ou give me." Fleur responded pulling her legs tighter to herself as she wrapped her arms around the other witch's waist, in-between her blazer and shirt.
"Oh, glad I can be of service." The brunette chuckled nuzzling her hair making her smile.
Fleur let out another sigh and closed her electric blue eyes, contentment rolled off her in waves and she couldn't help but feel undying devotion and love to the woman who's arms she was in at that moment. "Do 'ou know some zing?" She whispered nuzzling the woman's neck and letting out another sigh.
"Hmm?"
"I can not 'elp but fall more in love vith 'ou every second 'ou 'old me." The blonde whispered a grin appearing on her face as her living pillow blushed.
"Want to know something yourself?" The brunette whispered nipping at her ear; Fleur nodded and tried to cuddle closer to her love. "I love you more with every passing second, whether you are here or not. Every free thought I have is about you, I wonder what you are doing, if you are okay, if you miss me as much as I miss you. Every time you are not in my arms I want you there, to hold you, to whisper my love for you into your ear."
Fleur felt her heart pound as the woman continued to whisper her devotion to her, her utter entrapment over her. Tears gathered in her eyes as the brunette continued, the sweet nothings anything but nothings. She could hear her love in every breath, every word, every beat of her heart. Even the things that she wasn't saying wrapped around Fleur so tightly that she never wanted to leave, escape was never an option when she first set sight on the witch holding her now.
Finally, she couldn't stop herself any longer. She opened her eyes and looked up into the rich chocolate eyes of her love and kissed her. Fleur poured every part of herself into that kiss, and felt the love of her life do the same. It wasn't sweet but it wasn't fiery either, just a brush of their lips, but each touch spoke volumes for them. They weren't desperate, they felt that they had all the time in the world, but that would never be enough.
Finally, slowly, they separated. Rich chocolate met electric blue and they smiled at each other. "I vill love 'ou for all eternity."
"Eternity will never be enough. Mark my words Fleur Isabella Delacour, I will love you everyday. Every time I look at you I will fall for you again, every touch will be like our first for me. I will never stop loving you."
Tears slowly fell down her cheeks and the brunette gently wiped them away, kissing each tear. "'Ou are right, eternity vill never be enough." She whispered before kissing her again. "Mark my vords 'Ermione Jane Granger, I vill love 'ou for much longer then eternity and every touch vill be like our first time, and I vill fall for 'ou every day like 'ou do for me."
A kiss was again had, every kiss that was full of devotion paled in comparison. It wasn't rushed, it wasn't slow, it was their own. A gentle press or a rough swipe, it was neither, it wasn't like any normal kiss. It was what it was, a promise that would never be broken.
A whisper that…
Eternity Would Never Be Enough.
~~~~Author's Note~~~~
Yup, that's pretty much it on this one. If you have any constructive criticism I would love to hear/read about it.